《Haikyuu One Shots》Fluff Scenarios
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"Aah! Where is it?" Hinata sighed in frustration.
"What are you looking for?" You looked up from your homework that you were doing at his desk.
"My yellow hoodie, I can't find it!" He whined, shoving a bunch of clothes back into his closet.
"The one you wear under your school uniform? You probably left it in the volleyball club room again." You suggested.
"It was snowing when we left yesterday. I was definitely wearing it!" Hinata insisted.
"Ask Natsu, maybe she took it." You said. Hinata sat down on his bed, which was beside you.
"She never takes my clothes. Its definitely somewhere here!" He said.
"Why don't you look for it later. Can we watch that movie now? You talked about doing that today." You asked.
"Yup, lets go downstairs and watch it!" He quickly stood back up. You stood up with him, and he noticed the hoodie you're wearing fall down to almost your knees.
"Wow, your hoodie is really big!" Hinata said, now seeing the sleeves that draped over your hands.
"Well yeah, I found it in your closet so of course its big." A smirked edged onto your face since he was finally seeming to realize. You could practically hear the gears turning in his head as he realized the pale yellow hoodie on you was the exact one he was looking for.
"(Y/N), why didn't you tell me you had it!" He exclaimed.
You giggled, "I wanted to see how long it would take you. I've been wearing this since we came into your room."
"That was still mean not to tell me." He pouted while looking away to hide his blush from how cute you looked in his clothes.
You finally convinced your boyfriend to let you stay the night at his house, and even managed to get him to try to do his homework.
"I'm getting tired. Do you wanna' go to bed?" Kageyama asked.
"Yeah, I'm pretty tired too." You nodded. "Let me go change."
You looked through your bag that had your clothes in it. You had your sweatpants and underwear, but you couldn't find your shirt.
"Seriously, I forgot a shirt!? I guess I'll just have to ask Tobio for one." You turned towards Kageyama who was sitting on his hed. He was tossing a volleyball up and catching it.
"Hey Tobio, can I borrow one of your shirts." A bright blush covered his face and he dropped the volleyball.
"J-just take one out of the second drawer." He pointed to his dresser.
"Thanks!" You smiled.
You opened the drawer that held a bunch of shirts. The first shirt you saw was his "Setter Soul" shirt. That was pretty much the only shirt you've ever seen him wear so obviously you took it.s
You went into the bathroom by his bedroom and changed into the clothes. His shirt could've fit as a dress with how long it was on you.
"Hey, you didn't fall asleep yet, right?" You looked into the room.
"I'm awake." He looked back towards you.
"Great, now cuddle me!" You jumped onto his bed.
He glared at you with some annoyance then blushed, "Y-you look nice."
"Thanks, are you done staring? I want hugs!" You reached your arms out to him.
"This is why I never compliment you."
You loved wearing Yama's sweaters. He might not be as tall as Tsukishima, but he still had rather long limbs. His sweater sleeves went past your hands and kept you warm during the winter.
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You had a good supply of his sweaters, but all of them no longer smelled like him. They were just normal, slightly big sweaters, and those were no fun.
It was over winter break, and you gathered up your pile of Yama sweaters and went to his house. They were all folded neatly in your arms, and you were even wearing one under your jacket as you walked to his house.
"O-oh, (Y/N)-chan you have a lot of- a-are th-those my sweaters?" Yamaguchi realized when he answered the door.
"Yes, they are. I'd appreciate if you would take them and wear them all until they smell normal again. When they do, I'll take them back." You handed him the pile. Thats when he noticed you were wearing one of his sweaters.
"What about that one?" He asked.
"It still smells like you, I'll keep it until it doesn't." You replied.
His face turned bright red, "O-o-oh, okay. I-I'll be s-s-sure t-to get these to you s-soon."
"Thank you Tada! Are you busy? Maybe we could cuddle!" You suggested.
"Just give me a second. I'll be back soon." He nodded and went to put the stack of sweaters in his room.
"Tsukki doesn't have that many interesting shirts." You looked through his closet a bit disappointed.
His shirts were so big and must be comfy, but you couldn't find anything interesting. He had a bunch of plain t-shirts, and his shirts for volleyball smelled like sweat. You couldn't even find a single hoodie.
You once again looked through each of his shirts individualy, when you found something you had missed.
"Oya Oya?"
A few minutes later, Tsukishima walked into his room with a yeah that had two cups of green tea on it. He set it down on his desk and handed you the warm cup.
"Here, I hope you didn't ruin anything while I was downstairs." He said.
"Nope, not at all." You shook your head and took a sip of the tea.
Tsukki sat down at his desk chair and looked carefully at you as he sipped his tea. He was trying to see if you were lieing but nearly choked on his tea when he noticed what you were wearing.
"Where did you find that?" He asked.
"Your closet." You replied.
He was surprised he didn't notice you wearing the fuzzy purple and blue dinosaur jacket he bought a few years ago until now.
"Why were you going through my closet?" He glared.
"Because I wanted to wear something of yours since all your clothes are so big, but this is the only interesting thing I could find. Do I look good?" You asked.
Tsukki blushed lightly, "Keep it. It doesn't fit me anyway."
"Really! Thanks so much!" You smiled, and Tsukishima gave a very small smile back.
"(Y/N), wear my hoodie!" Noya desperately handed you a hoodie
"Why?" You asked.
"Because, girlfriends do that, I think. You'd look cute!" He replied bluntly.
"O-oh- thanks Yu, but I don't think it'll fit me." You said holding it up for comparison.
"What, why not?" He asked.
"Well, I'm taller than you and- I have a bit bigger of a chest." You explained.
"Oh- Oh..." Nishinoya's blush slowly increased.
"You can borrow one of my hoodies, if you want. I'm sure it'll fit you." You pulled out a hoodie from your bag
"Yeah, but I wanted you to wear one of my hoodies." He pouted.
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"Sorry Yu, maybe you'll grow a bit and I'll be able to!" You tried to sounds reassuring, it didn't help.
Despite wanting nothing more than to not be at school during your winter break, you still found yourself in the school gym. You watched Tanaka rejoice as he once again spiked the ball hard onto the court.
"Yeah! Did you see that, (Y/N)!" He yelled pointing towards you.
"It was amazing, Ryu." You smiled.
He continued to cheer until Daichi made him get back in place for the next point. Once again, Tanaka was cheering about his spike. He even took his shirt off this time.
"(Y/N), hold this!" He threw the sweater at you, practice had only started 10 minutes ago and he already took off his shirt.
"How can he take off his shirt? I'm super cold." You shivered. You looked at long sleeve sweater now on your lap.
"Its not like he's wearing it." You put the sweater on over your shirt.
After practice, Tanaka was left to sweep the gym while some of the other guys left to change. Tanaka was still shirtless, he had been for the whole practice.
"Hey (Y/N) can I have my shirt back?" Tanaka asked.
"Oh yeah, sorry. Do you need help cleaning up?" You asked, beginning to take the sweater off.
He stopped you immediately by holding your shoulders, "Keep it on."
"What!? But you'll be cold outside!" You said.
"Its worth it." He walked off to sweeping.
"What was that about?" You wondered.
You happily walked alongside the Nekoma Boy's Volleyball team as they went to where they would wait before their match began. You were talking to Kuroo as your pudding head boyfriend was putting all of his attention on his video game.
"Why is this building always so cold." You shivered slightly.
"You're cold? Maybe Kenma would offer you his jacket." Kuroo said loudly towards your boyfriend. He wasn't listening.
"Take my jacket, (L/N). Senpai needs to learn to treat his girlfriend better." Lev inserted himself into the conversation.
He handed you his giant team jacket, and you happily put it on. The sleeves hung far past your hands, and it reached your knees. But you only put it around your shoulders for the time being. You had unlimited access to the team member's jackets once they went out to play later.
"Alright, we can wait here for now. Your match doesn't start until noon, but still spend your time wisely." The manager said to the group of guys.
They all nodded and sat down in the area. Kenma finally looked up from his game to sort of join in on the conversation you were in with Kuroo, Lev, and Yaku.
"Oh, Kenma-kun, you're finally here." Yaku commented.
"I've been here the whole time." Kenma replied in confusion.
"It's like you aren't when you're so interested in your video games!" Lev exclaimed.
The other three resumed their conversation while Kenma noticed the very big jacket you had hanging off your shoulders.
"Whos jacket is that?" He asked.
"Huh- oh its Lev's. You were too busy playing your game to notice." You stuck your tongue out at him.
"Take mine instead." He quickly took his team jacket and handed it to you. This caught the attentio of Kuroo and Lev.
"But yours isn't as warm." You pouted.
"Take it anyway." He said.
"Fine, only because you begged me to." You teased and took off Lev's jacket to put his on. Of course, Lev and Kuroo made fun of him as he tried to get back to his game.
You were on your first date with Bokuto. He had taken you out to a nice restaurant for dinner then you two walked to a nearby ice cream shop. He very happily let you try some of his ice cream and ate basically half of yours in one bite.
"Its starting to get dark. Do you want to start walking back?" You asked after you finished your ice cream.
"Yeah, lets go! I wouldn't want your parents to get worried." He wrapped an arm around your waist.
"Tonight was nice, Koutarou. Thanks for taking me to such nice places." You smiled.
"Of course, I want everything to be great for you!" He said making you blush. You two talked a bit as you walked but as the sun set it became colder.
You shivered slightly at a gust of wind, and Bokuto noticed.
"Are you cold!?!?" He exclaimed.
"I-It's not too bad. We're almost there." You reassured him.
"No, take my jacket!" He practically wripped his jacket off to wrap it around you.
"There, are you warm now?" He asked.
"Yeah, but aren't you cold?" You looked up at him.
"Nope, I've got long sleeves on. I'll be fine!" He replied, returning his arm to back around your waist.
"Thanks Kou." You smiled.
It was only a few minutes until you made it back to your house, and Bokuto was gone before you could even offer him his jacket back.
Keiji and you were doing homework in his room. It was one of the few times that you two were not being pestered by Bokuto. The three of you were great friends, but you liked spending some time alone with your boyfriend, Akaashi too.
"Hey Keiji, what are you going to do with those old jerseys?" You asked, seeing his volleyball jerseys from previous years hanging on his closet.
"My mom was talking about framing them before I go to college. She likes keeping a lot of my old stuff." Akaashi said.
"Can I try one of them on!?" You excitedly asked.
He was a bit startled by your outburst, "Sure."
You quickly stood up and took the jersey off the hanger. You pulled it on over your shirt, and let it fall down to your mid thigh. The sleeves hung down to almost your elbows. It smelled a bit like Akaashi and sweat.
"Wow, I didn't think your clothes would be this big on me." You smoothed down he shirt to see how big it was on you.
"It's supposed to fit a bit big on me too." He said. You could see a very feint blush on his face.
"Ugh- now I have to do the boring Japanese essay." You groaned, going to take off the jersey.
"You can keep it on- if you want." He interrupted.
"I'd love to, and you clearly like that I'm wearing it. But it smells like sweat, and I don't really want to smell your BO while I'm writing my essay." You said, and put the jersey back on the hanger.
He was silent for a bit before quietly saying, "You should wear big clothes more. Y-you look cute."
"Aww, thanks Akaashi!" You kissed his cheek which put a smile on his face.
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